I'm the voice of my soul

Filling the pages with divine verse

Singng songs that heart knows

Only to prepare what destiny holds

A truth I must utter into reality

That once lay hidden within sacred confines

Now onto the screens of worldly blogs

It's littered as spilled milk from broken bowl 

To be read by few i know and many unknown

How each one may react, discretion their own

Doing justice by reading and understanding a poet's woe